Over the past 16 months, the Grim Reaper has been visiting my family on a regular basis. This has left us, mainly my parents, with the haunting chore of cleaning out, sorting through, and the getting rid of other people’s accumulated stuff. That my friends was the sole purpose for our exciting Florida get-a-way last Feb.
While partaking in the above mentioned activities, my mother happened to find several of these vintage parking violation tickets.
I immediately thought of the ticket books I once gave to my brother and sister-in-law as holiday gifts. A few of my favorites were:
pictures courtesy of Shine Box Print